Life and Death

When a group of Zhennan Army soldiers finally drove that killer god away, or more accurately, when they finally waited for that killer god to leave, they rushed into the harbor in a panic.

But in front of them, there were only large ships far away from the coast, as well as a bunch of ox carts on the ground, nothing else.

More than half dead and wounded, the commander killed in action, they sighed at the ocean in the end, obviously they lost.

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Not too far from Gourd Valley, in a mountain range.

Although it was noon, the trees here were exceptionally tall, it would not be an exaggeration to call them giant trees with intertwined roots. Therefore, under the shade of the dense foliage, the surrounding was particularly dark.

A stumbling figure walked toward the distance.

Looking closer, it was a man, with a black iron arrow covered in blood stuck in each of his elbows and abdomen.

Zhang San.

He knew he had won, but it was still a question whether the other side would be so ashamed that they would search the mountains to find him.

So he chose this mountain range filled with towering giant trees. Just in case they really chased after him, he might be able to take advantage of the terrain to hide for a bit.

Blood was all over the ground.

Although masters could use acupoint sealing and internal energy to block the meridians to stop bleeding, in any case, for such wounds, stopping the bleeding was definitely more important than escaping.

But... there was no internal energy at all now.

Speaking of which, did those two people, Wu Qi Xue and Li Xing, really leave just like that?

I am a gangster, and you two aren't, didn't we agree that Jianghu people should have a sense of righteousness?

But even if they had stayed, it would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

Bang.

He bumped into a tree.

Oh well.

After all, it was so dark here, it was normal to run into something.

Might as well sit for a while.

With great effort, he slowly turned around and leaned against the tree trunk to sit down.

But as soon as he sat down, a wave of drowsiness swept over him.

Oh well.

After all, working so hard these days, it was normal to want to sleep.

With a blurry gaze, revealing a hint of despair, Zhang San thought:

Alright.

Lying to myself.

Obviously I bumped into the tree because I'm seeing stars now.

Wanting to sleep is completely because I've lost too much blood.

It seems the situation is worse than I thought.

With my level of martial arts and cultivation, why hasn't even a shred of inner energy recovered after so long?

Damn Zhennan Army.

The poison on these arrow clusters must be specially designed to deal with masters.

Zhang San guessed right.

Ordinary potent poison was hard to deal with top masters, so in recent years many poison masters had been researching how, when dealing with masters, rather than thinking of how to poison them to death, it was better to think about suppressing their inner energy.

Usually with his martial power, he certainly wouldn't need to worry, but now with such heavy injuries, no inner energy, no strength, no medicine, it seemed there was no help on the way either...

With my clever mind, now the only two words I can think of are:

Wait for death.

So terrifying.

But on second thought, there really weren't few people who had died in front of me this past year, however, thinking about it this way, it felt so strange.

Why were Xiu Wangchou, Lu Qingming when he committed suicide, and that Lu Gaosheng all so calm?

Xiu Wangchou even smiled, Lu Qingming seemed to have a smile too, as for Lu Gaosheng... I had left already, didn't see.

Why exactly were they smiling in the face of death?

What did they see before they died?

Why could they face the death that I fear so much with such composure?

Zhang San's eyes drooped slightly, seeming to be just a tiny bit away from completely "sleeping".

I remember hearing people say before that right before death, one would see the person or thing they valued most in this life.

Speaking of which, that didn't sound bad.

Back when I was only eight years old, I could barely remember what my parents looked like.

How terribly my master had died.

I didn't even get a chance to tell him, I really appreciated him so much... He saved my life, taught me martial arts, taught me how to survive.

"Master!"

"Master!"

A faint voice came from the distance in the woods.

As if bringing hope, able to rouse one's spirits.

But Zhang San felt:

Wang Xiaoer?

Didn't I have Li Xing keep an eye on him? According to the plan, this brat should be on that ship now.

Well, the rumors were all nonsense as expected. Didn't see my parents, didn't see master, yet I heard this kid's voice.

But, I did have some things I wanted to tell him.

I wanted to tell him, your master me thought I was so awesome my whole life, thought I was far better than your shifu, and it was true, other than the "ruthlessness" your shifu taught me at the end, everything your shifu knew I knew, what he didn't know I also knew.

But only today did I discover, actually...

What I didn't learn, was the most powerful.

It was just that one thing I didn't learn...

His right arm gradually dropped down.

A pool of blood gradually formed under him.

Suddenly.

He heard a faint sound, it turned out to be a white jade cloud pattern finger stall, rolling to his side as Zhang San's arm dropped down, from a hidden pocket in his sleeve.

Zhang San glanced down slightly and immediately noticed the finger stall.

That was Lu Gaosheng's dying wish, wanting to return it to Bai Fang.

However...

Was this an illusion before death?

This finger stall... was sucking my blood!?

Indeed, the white jade cloud pattern finger stall that fell beside him, as the pool of fresh blood under him grew bigger and bigger, the cloud pattern finger stall naturally made contact with Zhang San's blood, but this finger stall was actually visibly sucking the blood dry!

No wonder Zhang San suspected it was his own illusion.

Let's not talk about why the finger stall would suck human blood?

Even if this finger stall did have eerie and bizarre qualities, but earlier Lu Gaosheng's body had also been covered in blood, his blood had also touched this finger stall before, so why didn't it suck then?

Then, a faint blue glow blossomed on the finger stall.

Zhang San was shocked.

His reflex was to want to touch that bizarre white jade finger stall.

But he really didn't have any strength left, his right hand could only slowly slide on the ground.

After a while.

Perhaps because his vision was getting more and more blurred, and his right hand was only focused on sliding forward, as if possessed, Zhang San's right hand did not grab that finger stall. Yet coincidentally, his right thumb slipped into the ring of the finger stall!

In a flash!

A wild wind howled between the woods!

A white light surged out from Zhang San's body, even instantly overpowering the faint blue light on the white jade finger stall.

His body gradually floated up into the air.

The arrows in his elbows and abdomen were forced out of his body by the white light!

The knife wound on his back recovered at a visible speed!

The gale between the woods grew more and more intense, even stirring up flying sand and rolling stones.

An indescribable enormous power endlessly rushed out from his body, but what came along with it was Zhang San's horror deep down.

Because this power was completely out of control, rampaging to and fro inside his body, causing extraordinary pain to his five viscera and six bowels, seemingly also containing bizarre mental abilities that could impact one's mind.

Before long, this bizarre power actually made Zhang San lose consciousness midair.

However.

Before losing consciousness, there were actually five words swirling in his mind that he couldn't shake off...

The Great Dao Celestial Song formula!